Kiss me, as I long
for your touch
to me it means oh so
much;
for it emboldens me
to rise above
knowing that I have
your love
With the back of your
hand, touch my face,
stroking downward
with a steady pace;
as I gaze in your
eyes I don’t have to guess
the love for me you
so willingly express.
Hold me close and
whisper softly in my ear
and tell all the
things of me you love so dear;
reiterating what I
already know the truth to be
knowing I have your
love makes me so happy.
It’s the little things
you do that carry such weight;
the way you consider
me and how you communicate
it only makes me want
to reciprocate more and more
and love you for the
rest of your life as no one has before.
It’s you that brings
me joy when I’m feeling low,
knowing when to hold
me and when to let go;
allowing me to vent when
I go off on a rant or
encouraging me to
carry on when I feel I can’t.
For you my heart will
always be an open book,
never realizing it
was you that all it took to
open up my eyes and
see how love could really be
and it was you, only
you that finally made me see.
Copyright by NewLife2008
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